Joining Divine Alchemist Pavilion had always been Mya Winona's dream.
The token she once treasured lay shattered in pieces.
I watched from the sidelines, my heart breaking.
"This isn't the Divine Alchemist Pavilion's fault. The problem is mine," I said with a heavy sigh.
Mya Winona scoffed. "I'm never returning to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion again."
I stayed quiet, only able to sit there and sigh silently.
I did the math in my head.
To beat Vance Johansson, I had to reach Peak Grandmaster Realm, or I'd have almost no shot at winning.
For that, I'd need at least a hundred grandmasters to give up their lives.
"If only I could absorb a hundred grandmasters," I thought.
But a hundred Grandmaster Peaks was just a fantasy, and I didn't dare dream about it.
With September 9th getting closer, I couldn't shake my nervousness.
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Capital City, Sean family.
